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Wen Dong's slender fingers holding the ice pack, hidden under the seat, tightened subconsciously.

The atmosphere in the car froze for an extremely brief moment.

Two seconds later, Yunfeng opened his mouth again, just asking two words casually: "Brother?"

Wen Dong originally wanted to blurt out "yi brother", because this would stimulate Yun Feng, who is also Yun Xing's righteous brother, to the greatest extent, but when the word came to his lips, Wen Dong stopped in time and did not say it.

Too risky.

Wen Dong is not afraid of taking risks, but it depends on the situation.

For example, in the current situation, it is necessary to seek stability appropriately.

So the word "yi brother" was swallowed back intact, and Wen Dong turned around and said, "No, actually we are not related by blood. If I have to say it, we are probably childhood sweethearts who grew up together."

Of course Wen Dong said that on purpose.

If it is "brother", it may be difficult to arouse the resonance of Yunfeng, which makes it difficult to continue this topic.

But childhood sweethearts are different, they can resonate with Yunfeng to a certain extent, for example, they are not related by blood, but they also grew up together since childhood, but they will not be too straightforward like the "righteous brother" to arouse suspicion .

Sure enough, Yunfeng fell silent again after hearing this.

The car fell silent again.

It happened to be a red light, the car stopped, Yunfeng suddenly raised his head, looked in the rearview mirror, he opened his mouth and asked a question that seemed very abrupt: "Then do you like your brother?"

Wen Dong made a dazed expression, as if he didn't expect Yun Feng to ask this suddenly.

After a while, he gave an affirmative answer frankly: "I like it, of course I like it."

When he said these words, Wen Dong noticed that Yunfeng's five fingers that were gripping the steering wheel tightly, relaxed for a moment.

And among the strange smells emanating from him, the bitterness and burning smells have faded a lot, and the sweetness has become clearer.

However, Wen Dong turned around and said: "But... But I don't know what kind of like you are asking about. If it is the kind of like in love, then of course it is not."

When Wen Dong's voice fell, it was no surprise that he saw Yunfeng's fingers tightened again.

It was even tighter than the previous time, as if he was enduring something, Wen Dong could even see his joints turning white due to excessive force.

After a long while, the car started up again, and Yunfeng seemed to try his best to restrain his tone, and forced three words from his throat: "Why?"

Wen Dong pretended to be vaguely aware of Yunfeng's anomaly, tilted his head slightly and gave a slightly suspicious look, but he didn't ask any more questions, and just replied in an extremely natural tone: "Because I have always only regarded him as my elder brother, and I have never thought about anything else."

These words were like throwing a grain of fire into the boiling oil pan. In an instant, Wen Dong could smell the smell emanating from Yunfeng's body. There was an extremely obvious change——

The sweetness is so light that it can hardly be smelled, only the bitterness and burning taste that is almost to the extreme.

That is probably because of yearning and yearning of not being able to ask for it, and unwillingness to do so.

At this moment, the vague thought that had crossed Wen Dong's mind before finally became clear——

Yunfeng likes Yunxing.

I want to fall in love with Yunxing, and I want to monopolize Yunxing's kind of liking.

Taking advantage of the wind and wind to drive, Wen Dong calmly took out his phone, and quickly sent Ji Lin a message——

I want to know the taste of Yunxing, come back quickly.

The author says:

I'm too sleepy, I still owe half an hour today and make up tomorrow, bow down, I love you all very much!